Adventures of a Super Spy: A K9 Quest

Part 1 - News

I have now been with my “family” for two years and during this time I have secured my position within their base, making my mission gathering important Intel for my commander easy as pie.

I am continuously amazed and the lack of awareness humans posses. They only see what they want to see. They walk around the world with blinders on, and perhaps, this is better for them.

What would they do if they saw the world as it really is? Would they fight us or surrender immediately?

Our K9 unit has grown tremendously within this district. Most “homes” are now inhabited with our spies. The humans would hardly stand a chance should they choose to fight us off, but until we receive the command we must continue this ruse.


It was during one of my usual communication sessions, exchanging Intel with nearby spies, that I learned some key information concerning the complete domination of human kind.

It was vital that I inform my commander as soon as possible, but such a quest would require me to escape my current dwelling, travel through an unknown land and infiltrate his current base all without being caught or recognized by the enemy.

Self-doubt clouded my resolve. I had become so accustomed to my current task that I was unsure of my training. This quest would test my skills beyond anything I have thus far accomplished.

How could I be certain that I could withstand this crucial test? I could not risk failure…

Unsure I began to squander the days, telling myself that I must be certain, that it was best to wait until I was sure I would succeed.

Inactivity only added to my plight as I was soon paralyzed by uncertainty.

Sometimes help comes in the most unusual forms.

Part 2 - Partner in Crime

Mine came in the form of a stout, flat faced, wrinkly, grinning canine named Asia. She arrived with human relatives who would be staying a short while in our abode.

My first impression was if the K9 unit was sending reserves, why they hadn’t sent a large sleek Labrador instead of a short fat pug that could barely breathe and, therefore, continuously released a heavy, wheezy snorting sound. How could I escape unnoticed with that?

However, beggars can’t be choosers.

“First we must escape unnoticed from this dwelling. Any suggestions?” I asked.

Looking at me with a mischievous grin, okay, more comical than mischievous, Asia tilted her head from side to side as she considered the situation.

“Hmm…I got it!” She exclaimed, “We should wait until the humans open the outer entrance, then I’ll create a diversion and you bolt through the door. Once you are out of their range, you alert them of your escape and I’ll slip through the door as they pursue you. Humans are really rather slow and clumsy creatures so this plan will be easy to execute. What do you think?”

“I don’t know,” I hesitated, Asia sure didn’t look like she was built for speed, but I wasn’t sure how to break this to her without hurting her feelings. “Don’t you think it would be better if we had a plan that didn’t completely rely on, uh, speed?”

“What you’re not fast? What kind of spy are you?”

“No. I was built for speed.” I exclaimed defensively.

The look she threw my way at this remark sent warning bells blazing through my senses.

“Are you saying that I’m not fast? Look here, buddy, I’m the fasted dog on four legs your have ever seen!”

“Uh,” I stammered, not at all convinced.

Her glare intensified.

“Okay, Okay. You’re right. Let’s try it.”

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Part 3 - Plan A

The next day we lounged on the sofa. It was within easy reach to the dwellings front entrance and we were able to look lazy and innocent from our perch.

As the humans prepared to leave, they cooed and ruffled our heads. This was their way of saying goodbye. It was so degrading.

Issuing a long sign, I rested my head on my paws as I waited for the perfect moment; my body tense with anticipation.

As they reached for the door, I sent Asia a sidelong glance. Nodding, she braced herself.

The door slowly slid open, Asia jumped up, barking and straggling the couch cushions, sending foam flying in every direction.

The human turned, “Bad, Asia! Bad dog!”

I hopped down and made a break for the open door.

Rushing back towards the couch, the human did something unexpected, she pushed the door ever so slightly, sending the latch home.

Unable to slow my velocity, I slammed headlong into the now closed door, “Arghhh!”

Seizing the tattered cushion, the human scolded Asia, shaking her finger ominously then turned and headed out the door, careful not to take her eyes off us.

Nursing my bruised nose, I stared glumly at the now cushion-less Asia.

She stared back at me, her perm-a-grin still in place.

"So, on to plan B?" she prodded encouragingly.

Her grin was contagious.

Smiling back at her, I stood and replied, "Yeah, on to plan B."


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